Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Tier ❯ Tier II ( Chapter 6 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Title: Tier
Author: Zilent1
Warnings: Yaoi (implied 2x5), angst, OOC.
Notes: This is a song-fic that is separated into chapters. An extended version (which would be on FF.net if they still had NC-17) can be found on my website once I've finished. Lyric translation at the end. Chapter is a mix of third person and Duo's POV. Part 6/6.
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Acknowledgments: I wish to thank both reviewers, all readers, my Dad (for replacing the light bulb) and, last but not least, my muses (thanks for not abandoning me!) ^___^ Thank You All!
Disclaimers:*sitting in a padded room, hair dishevelled, eyes darting about and a sly grin on her face* Hehe! They're still mine. Oh yes indeedy! The G-Boys and 'Tier' will always be mine! Oh yes! Even if I'm insane! Mwahahah-*eyes become dilated* Oh! Pink Eva in a banana tutu!...@_@



Was tust du
was fühlst du
was bist du
doch nur ein Tier

Duo woke up that morning, in an empty bed. He sighed sadly and remembered it was Monday - Wufei had work. Flipping over onto his back, lying spread-eagle across the bed, he stared at the white painted roof with its dormant lights. His mind brought up memories of old, like times when he made Wufei stay in bed, far beyond his usual getting-up time. Memories of when he held the lithe Chinese boy in his arms, stroking his hair and whispering sweet things into his ears. Duo smiled. He loved those times more than life itself, and he cherished them. He closed his eyes and picture the one he loved, in his mind - those onyx sloe eyes, those dainty lips, those cheekbones, the long tresses of black hair, the caramel-toned skin - Wufei. How he loved the Asian. He thought him perfect, although the other argued that nobody was perfect.

He slowly opened his eyes, leaving behind Wufei's image, and pulled his legs over the side of the bed. Resting his elbows onto his knees, he massaged his eyes with the palms of his hands until they hurt, then he loosely fell between his parted legs, the elbows slightly on the kneecaps, while he hunched over slightly. Thoughts of Wufei continuously ran through his mind as he sighed heavily and stood up. His muscular body was only clad in a pair of plain black boxer shorts, his hair dangling free of its restricted braid. This is how Duo felt now - free of restrictions.

He made his way about the house, doing his usual 'when-I-get-up' routine, his thoughts still amok. Right now, he felt alone. Isolated. Solitary. He laughed in spite of himself.
'Wufei was always dubbed the Solitary Dragon. I guess it's my turn now. Death is always lonely at times like this.'
He walked over to the window, the viewing platform that rose two storeys above reality. With one hand hanging by his side, the other placed against the cool glass, his eyes staring into oblivious. It was always sunny when he was depressed.
'The Gods really loved Wufei if they gave him weather in alliance to his moods. Unlike me...'
The rain was much better for his sullen moods.
'Wufei must be happy...'

All day he stood at that window. Memories of past and contemplations of musings overtook his mind, leaving his soulless body to the cold of the room and the warmth of the sun. He spoke not a word.

As the sun set, and the quarter moon rose, Duo slowly regained his awareness. Squinting at the wall clock, with little help from the streetlight, he could just make out the time - 8:10. His sullen mood changed into annoyance.
'He's late!'
He faced the front door in anticipation, waiting for the Chinese youth to walk in. As time went on, his vexation went back to brooding.
'He'll be back soon.'

But in reality, Chang Wufei wasn't going to come back at all.

End chapter six…
End.


Translation
What do you do
What do you feel
What are you
but only an Animal



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